**Second Day in Paradise**

The first day in the Maldives had been all sun, sand, and lazy cocktails. But now, on day two, the heat between me (John) and Mary had shifted from tropical to downright volcanic. We’d been teasing each other all morning—her bikini barely holding her curves in, my cock already half-hard every time she bent over to adjust her sunglasses. By sunset, we were stretched out on a secluded stretch of beach, the waves lapping just feet away.

“You’re staring,” Mary murmured, smirking as she reached behind her back to untie her top. Her tits spilled free, nipples stiff from the ocean breeze.

“Hard not to,” I admitted, palming my dick through my shorts. She laughed, low and throaty, then shimmied out of her bottoms, leaving her bare except for the gold anklet glinting in the fading light.

She crawled over to me, sand sticking to her knees, and tugged at the waistband of my trunks. “These look *uncomfortable*.” The second she freed me, my cock sprang up against my stomach, already leaking. Mary licked her lips. “Fuck, you’re so hard for me already.”

I didn’t answer—just grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto me. She was soaked, her pussy dripping as she sank onto my cock with a moan. “God, *yes*,” she gasped, her nails digging into my chest. I could feel every inch of her tight cunt squeezing around me as she started to ride, her tits bouncing, the sound of skin slapping skin mixing with the waves.

But then a shadow fell over us.

“Room for one more?” A woman’s voice—smooth, amused. I looked up to see a stunning blonde in a barely-there bikini, her fingers already tracing her own cleavage.

Mary didn’t stop moving. Instead, she grinned. “Depends. You here to watch or join?”

The blonde—Lena, she introduced—dropped to her knees beside us. “Definitely join.” And then her mouth was on Mary’s tits, sucking one nipple while her hand slid between Mary’s legs, rubbing her clit as my cock drove into her.

Mary’s back arched. “Fuck, *yes*—John, *please*—”

I knew what she wanted. I pulled out, my dick glistening with her wetness, and flipped her onto her hands and knees. Lena didn’t miss a beat, leaning in to lick Mary’s pussy from behind while I pressed my thumb against her tight little asshole.

“You ready?” I growled.

Mary whimpered, pushing back against me. “*Do it.*”

I spat on my cock, then pressed the head against her ass. She was tight—so fucking tight—but inch by inch, I pushed in, her moans turning desperate as Lena kept eating her out.

“Shit, you take it so good,” I groaned, gripping her hips as I started to fuck her ass in slow, deep strokes. Mary was gasping, her fingers clawing at the sand, while Lena reached up to pinch her nipples.

Then Lena turned to me, her lips shiny with Mary’s arousal. “My turn?”

Fuck yes.

I pulled out of Mary’s ass, and Lena immediately straddled me, sinking down onto my cock with a moan. Mary didn’t miss a beat—she crawled behind Lena, spreading her ass cheeks and licking her own taste off my dick before pushing her tongue into Lena’s pussy.

The feeling was unbelievable—Lena’s cunt gripping me, Mary’s tongue working between her lips, the ocean air heavy with sex. I fucked up into Lena hard, watching her tits bounce as Mary reached around to rub her clit.

“I’m gonna cum,” Lena gasped, her body trembling.

Mary pulled back just enough to slide two fingers into Lena’s pussy, curling them as I kept thrusting. “Cum for us,” she whispered.

Lena’s scream was loud enough to scare the seagulls. Her pussy clenched around me, pulsing as she came, and I wasn’t far behind—pulling out just in time to stroke my dick, cum streaking across her stomach and tits.

Mary licked her lips. “Now who’s staring?”

Lena laughed breathlessly, collapsing into the sand. “Fair point.”

And as the sun dipped below the horizon, we lay there—sticky, spent, and already thinking about round two.